Lin'an Town.

This is a small town isolated from the world, located among the rolling mountains. The people in the town work from sunrise to sunset and lead a stable life away from the world. The small town, with more than 500 households and the surrounding small villages, is peaceful and harmonious.

In early autumn, the fruits are abundant.

The school bell rang, and a little figure ran out of the school like a flying kite, holding his cloth bag, and rushed home.

"Yun Jiao, wait for me!"

A chubby little boy quickly chased after him.

But he was a little fat, so he couldn't catch up. Yun Jiao ran ahead, giggling foolishly, and wherever he passed, there was a string of silver bell-like laughter:

"Aunt Wang, good afternoon!"

Aunt Wang, who was sewing clothes on the steps, looked up and smiled: "Hey, girl, hurry home to help your mother with work. Little girl, go to school and don't be so tired. Besides, don't you have a 'man' in your family?"

Last year, a very noble and handsome man appeared out of nowhere and lived with Yunying.

Although the two did not get married, everyone in the town knew that he was Yun Ying's husband and Yun Jiao's father.

Yun Jiao scratched the back of his head, smiled playfully, changed the subject, and ran away laughing.

"Grandpa Zhang, are your legs and feet feeling better?"

In front, Grandpa Zhang, who was buying groceries with a cane, turned around and saw the little girl, smiling very lovingly:

"I can walk now, thanks to your mother's medicine."

"Aunt Wei, how have you been lately?"

"Okay, okay! Thanks to your clever ideas, my disappointing little son has started to love eating, haha!"

"Granny Li, Uncle Wang, Uncle Nie, Brother Xiang..."

Wherever the little girl ran, there were greetings and laughter.

The setting sun shines on the town, which looks particularly warm and peaceful.

Ran home in one breath.

The door of the courtyard was half open. There was a very simple little house with smoke rising from it. My mother was making a fire in front of the stove, Uncle Jing was chopping wood, and the chickens and ducks surrounded by the fence were clucking. Although it was noisy, it still had the flavor of human life.

Yun Jiao stood at the door and felt that the scene was like a painting and could not bear to disturb it.

"call--"

After a while, the little fat boy caught up, sweating and panting, almost rolling his eyes.

He is Yun Jiao's best classmate Yang Wei.

"Yun Jiao, Aunt Yun Ying specially invited me to dinner at her house today, and you didn't even wait for me..." Yang Wei pouted in grievance, his chubby cheeks were very cute.

Xiao Yunjiao turned around and asked with a smile: "Look, you've been running all the way and sweating, do you feel a little lighter?"

Yang Wei felt it carefully at first, but then he realized it immediately and felt even more wronged:

"You said I was fat again..."

"You are wrongly accusing me!" Yun Jiao glared, "I didn't even mention this word, how can you slander me?"

"Yeah, you never say the word fat, you say 'swollen', 'plump', 'well-fed'."

“…”

Yang Wei wiped the sweat off his forehead and walked towards her with a pout. Although he was a little angry, he still gave her his favorite candy.

Yun Jiao smiled with her eyes curved.

Yang Wei looked through the half-open door and saw the scene in the room. He asked in confusion:

"Yun Jiao, why doesn't your mother marry this uncle?"

Yun Jiao was also confused about this question.

"I see them together every day, working together, going out together, cooking together, and living together."

Yun Jiao shook her head and corrected him, "You are wrong, they don't live together."

Every night, she sleeps with her mother.